Chapter 1: Prologue
I walked a dark path away from a falling sun that shed no light. I happened upon a man who's only visible sight was his third eye. He snapped his fingers and at the tips a flint sent souls around us. I clapped my hands, bowed my head and my past souls from my third eye's light had found us. A war took place, until I saw his face. His sign of strain became his weakness. Next thing I knew, I heard his pain, my two fingers to his eye caused death to cloud his features. 300 souls from him to me did flee....
I walked a dark path away from a falling sun that shed no light. I saw a blind man with a floating scimitar that seemed to dance all around him. He meditated within the stars as if there he was grounded. With a simple thought, like a hawk the sword found me it's prey. With praying hands I ceased it's play, between my hands rest it's fate. As the sword fractured the man flew backwards and the stars seemed dismayed. They let out a scream, my ears did bleed 300 more souls were safe.
I walked a dark path away from a falling sun that shed no light. I saw a knight of blackened armor. Cross not the same, the bottom of mine was longer. He asked would I due him this honor, of granting him a warriors sleep. I called the 600 souls to my side. Summoned the scimitar as their guide. From what they sowed I would reap. The battle long, though he was strong, and steady at his feet. He slayed all of my army. All but one, he forgot about little old me.
As he fell deeper into my blade, i whispered sweet to ease his pain."Greed does creep, while honor sleeps, and is away before he is made." "You fool!!", he laughed as he began to say. "When honor awakes, check mate has been made, for greed is the one who was played". As I stepped back all I felt was shame, fear and hate as it pierced my very existence. I heard, "we are legion and you have freed them. 900 souls lost and grieving, plus your 100 now we're even. Your very soul has become our beacon, now God's greatest love over us shall pay"
"SO WHAT IF YOU COULD SEE THE DARKER SIDE OF ME. NOBODY ELSE CAN TAME THIS ANIMAL I HAVE BECOME...!!!" "Thank you again Three Days Grace for waking me from another night's sleepy horror picture show," I think to myself as I reach for my phone to dismiss the deafening sound of greatness. Since the age of 10 years old that same dream and many others like it have trapped me inside them. I feel some times that I am getting pulled deeper and deeper into the dream. I must say, it's almost as if, as time goes by, I am really starting to carry the pain and the wounds with me?
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